Friday, July 13, 2012

Welcome, my curious sisters and brothersfirst, put a twenty in the jar with the others(that's right take a seat)ain't no smokin in here, I need to keep my ball clearthere spirits in there (what's your future, someone gonna shoot ya)will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know thatI can only tell you where your soul is headedand will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget itlife is nothin but a test to cleardid you have a heart while you where hereand was it sincere?Your still unravelling your future right nowwhat kinda person are ya bro, oh, well there you goyou control your own muthafuckin' destinyI aint lettin' the devil get the best of me(I'm gonna make it into Shangri-La) golden wallswhat's up with you check your own crystal ballsLookin my crystal ball its allrightLayback, evolve, and I'll be alrightlookin in my crystal ball I'm seein' thugsboth catchin' and firein' slugs(paper for drugs) I see a man waiting on block cheese in my lawn(its the same old song)but when I look into everybody's faces(smile) there soul is headed other placesand they ain't worried about payin them dues down here(because they mothafuckin future is crystal clear)the focus switches to you and it ain't goodall mad cause someone rolls up into the neighborhoodcheck your self if judgement was passed, yo, you be in hell(right up the ass-hole) the haten will get ya if ya let itpack your speedo's I hear its hot where you headedI'm trying to tell ya now (when the grim reaper calls)you don't wanna be asked out grippin' your crystal ballsLookin my crystal ball its alright [x3]Lay back, evolve, and Ill be alrightlook into my crystal ball its all blackand everybody's frozen in time front to backtheir controlled by the matrix of mind, body and souland I'm branded by the system of carnival freekshowI see the fame analyse cause nothin is the skiesits the same as seein the death in the demons eyesI'm high in my sites, from the truth of my crystal ballbelieve me when I say we comin for all of ya'lllook deep into my crystal ballsee the dead smokin on trees and drinking alcoholunderneath the street beneath the concreteif you listen to the night you can hear my heart beatall painted up carrying an axe and shitjuggalo love got each others backs and shitencased in glass for the whole world to seeam I inside, or is the crystal ball inside of meLookin my crystal ball its alright [x8]Layback, evolve, and Ill be alright[fades out]rain comes down (Lookin my crystal ball its alright)